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A shadow that covered the entire underground temple was infected and assimilated by the increasingly dense chaotic demon spirits...... Slowly breaking free from the calm shell that had been sealed in the temple crystal group, he let out a roar that could only be felt in the spiritual world.

Looking at the water curtain hanging upside down above everyone's heads, there was such a sudden change so drastically. Even people who are unaware of the situation here will instinctively react as they should.

...... Get together. Yes, it's a pile. Mankind...... They are social and social animals, and always will be. Hundreds of people in unknown danger, like sardines being hunted by sharks, constantly converge from the inside and outside of the temple, forming a loose defensive formation from the inside and out. All of them cling to each other to face the danger that is coming.

What choices did people make here thirty years ago...... and what happened to them, we don't know. Still, I don't know what they're thinking. However, Kel has a deep understanding of another person's choice.

The man was called Eleo, and just now, Kerr had experienced almost half of the man's life.

An azure shard, intentionally or unintentionally, gently slashed into the scarlet blood curtain, causing the massive shadow to hesitate for a moment. ...... There, there are not only hundreds of people's nostalgia for the last of this world, but also the sadness of a man who is unwilling to be swallowed by this world and seal himself in the end.

The crowd was a little nervous, confronted by the behemoth formed by the mixing of hundreds of lonely souls. An invisible oppressive force on the soul unleashed wildly in all directions, making noise, and even distorting the light that filled the vicinity. Everything in this world seems to be hazy, as if there is a thin veil around people's eyes...... Appears mysterious and deadly. This is the realm of ghosts, the crevices that flow when the soul and matter meet and repel each other, and the miracle that is born out of faith. This is a paradise for spirits and a prison for tangible things.

However, even if this is the case, no one will put down the strange weapons in their hands and turn away. Because this chaotic beast is also facing...... It's more than a hundred angry humans who have just lost their loved ones, friends, and homes.

In front of these people, a pause of even a second would be the biggest mistake.

In a world where even his vision began to be gradually distorted, a flame giant with a roaring flame wrapped around his body was the first to rush out, slamming into the blood curtain that had suddenly paused. This was followed by several demonic weapons that were also huge, as well as countless elemental shocks that radiated dazzling brilliance in the increasingly dim ghost realm.

Humans ,—— the race with the largest percentage of magicians and magicians in the world. It is not for nothing that they were able to gain a place in the world in the theocratic age, without a patron saint.

Even if they weren't demon warriors and mages, everyone's body seemed to be flowing like a river of light, revealing various colored lines. ...... The Demon Pattern ,——, a power system derived from Demon Martial Arts, is the foundation of human existence. You don't need any outstanding talent, you don't need any outstanding specialties, and you don't need to be extremely smart. All it takes is perseverance to endure the pain, and a skilled mage. And it just so happens that we don't lack any of these.

The Demon Pattern ,—— the abbreviation of the recipient who forcibly irrigates the corresponding demon spirit by external force and stores it in the human body. The only difference is that the mage uses the demon spirit to change reality, while the demon tattoo uses the demon spirit to baptize the body. When necessary, the demon spirits used to sharpen the flesh are also a powerful means of attack.

For example, ghosts that are almost completely defensive against physics.

"............" obviously did not have a trace of pain. However, everyone here has felt the pain of the evolution from the curtain of water to the indescribable shadow. It hurts, it thinks so,...... So, this became a reality. It's angry, it thinks so,...... So, this became the fuse of madness.

The demon infected by the demon spirit roared angrily in the spiritual world, and gradually transformed from the shadow of a temple that covered thousands of square meters with a bare body to the image of a man. Or rather, a huge black iron male giant.

"Eleo ......" Kerr reluctantly pronounced the name of the man conjured by the ghost, and resolutely waved the double sickle in his hand, and rushed forward like a warrior while chanting the spell.

Since when? Or did this distant call never cease to feel that refreshing familiarity, which inevitably affected the young man's already cold heart. Only then will other people, as well as himself, feel that he is still a child who lacks care. Blood and darkness made him, and the disbelief of a split second ten years ago made Kerr's deranged soul. And what is hidden under the laughter and indifference is nothing more than spiritual fragility.

Now, looking back on the past, we suddenly find that the seemingly strong Kerr is the person with the deepest "demon spirit infection" among all people.

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"Do you want power, brother?" a voice full of temptation suddenly sounded in Kerr's ears. And go straight into the soul of the teenager.

"Think...... or you wouldn't be ....... Kerr blinked unmoved, and looked at the purple-eyed boy who seemed to be opposite him in the chaos. "But why are you here and I'm still there?" said Kerr with a blank face that had been hiding in his heart an unanswerable puzzle.

The purple-eyed boy smiled as usual, pointing to the crow lines on his and Kerr's chests, and sneered, "You're me, but I'm ...... It's just a choice you make. And we are just mothers' choices. The purple-eyed Kele's figure began to fade and fade, and the soul that barely avoided the rules in the ghost domain and broke free began to return to the real body with the turmoil of the ghost domain.

"What do you mean!?"

"Guess ......" (╯3╰)

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Kerr, who was running on the giant's arm for nearly a hundred meters, suddenly rolled over and jumped, cutting off the blood vines that had emerged from the skin under his feet. It was as if it had been a conversation for more than ten minutes, but in reality, it flashed like a spark of thought.

"Mother......

The scythe-wielding boy was no longer entangled. Now, he has more important things to do.

With a loud bang, the old mage sat on the shoulder of the Demon Warrior Queen and smashed the totem pole in his hand on the illusory ground. As a pale yellow halo walked out of the totem that was desperately resisting, inadvertently, the surrounding time and space seemed to have a trace of confusion.

At some point, the top of the temple, which had risen to an almost infinite size, began to shake slightly, and the crack was magnified countless times.

God Totem - Mud and Earth. A ninth-order totem directly crossed the limits of the realm under the countless amplifications, shaking the substance of another reality.